The whole landscape feels so vastly changed now, like everything has been flipped.
It wasn't like Oswald took Ed's casual and fleeting touches for granted before, but the brush of his fingers against Oswald's neck at that moment takes it to a while other level. It sort of zaps any stubborn fronted energy Oswald has been holding onto and feels like he's being giving some kind of lifeline he's been pretending he hasn't needed or wanted. And now Ed provides it, even in that small way, Oswald wonders how he made it so far without it.
The small shaky exhale he gives against Ed's mouth is warm and jittery, right on the edge of some kind of faint, desperate little sob that isn't quite fully formed as his hands tug toward him to try and bring more of Ed closer to him still.
"...tell me this is real," he whispers in a faintly creaking voice without putting space between their lips, "Lie, if you must, but--"
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Date: 2020-06-25 11:02 am (UTC)It wasn't like Oswald took Ed's casual and fleeting touches for granted before, but the brush of his fingers against Oswald's neck at that moment takes it to a while other level. It sort of zaps any stubborn fronted energy Oswald has been holding onto and feels like he's being giving some kind of lifeline he's been pretending he hasn't needed or wanted. And now Ed provides it, even in that small way, Oswald wonders how he made it so far without it.
The small shaky exhale he gives against Ed's mouth is warm and jittery, right on the edge of some kind of faint, desperate little sob that isn't quite fully formed as his hands tug toward him to try and bring more of Ed closer to him still.
"...tell me this is real," he whispers in a faintly creaking voice without putting space between their lips, "Lie, if you must, but--"